Apparently This Matters: The worst time of day for work

What time is it? Must be 2:55 p.m., which a study finds to be the least productive time of day at work.

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Study says 2:55 p.m. is the most unproductive time of the day

Conversely, it finds 10:26 a.m. is the best time to get work done

None of this matters because you're probably looking at cat videos now

A lot of people don't know this, but for every 30 minutes of legitimate work, all employees must be allowed one full hour of Internet cat videos.

That's the law.

Granted, it's not specifically noted on the Department of Labor poster hanging in the break room, but I'm 7% positive it's an actual rule. Just like the obscure federal mandate that ensures every workplace is completely pants optional.

(My fourth warning from HR begs to differ.)

Despite the fact that all of our computers are directly wired to a delicious wasteland of kitties, when it comes to real productivity, I'm fairly organized and efficient.

Moderately severe OCD means that, not only are the coasters on my coffee table always in the exact same spot -- move them even a centimeter, and I'll murder you in your sleep -- I also tend to get things done quickly and with a certain level of precision.

So I don't completely hate myself when I turn off my brain to zone out for a bit. Instead, I save the self-loathing for when I get home to my bachelor pad and nuke another Lean Pocket.

"Meatballs and mozzarella, you're my only friend."

For me, there's not really one specific point in the afternoon when I'm generally at my most useless. However, a new trending study by LondonOffices.com says that, quite precisely, 2:55 p.m. is the most unproductive time of day at work.

And that sounds about right.

For starters, 2:55 p.m. is just enough time for my huge belly finally to communicate to my tiny brain that the burrito we inhaled for lunch was (A) larger than a Buick and (B) possibly filled with horse tranquilizer.

On top of that, at least in America, 2:55 p.m. is right about the hour when weekday European soccer matches kick off. At CNN we all have TVs at our desks, so when the perfect storm of food and footy collide, you'll be lucky to get a complete sentence out of me.

To be fair, I'm also fairly inarticulate at 10:26 a.m., which the study cites as the most productive time of day.

It's unclear how, exactly, this survey of more than 400 individuals nailed down 10:26 a.m. as office productivity's super happy go-time, but I guess the theory is that, in a 9-to-5 world, you show up to work, grab coffee for half an hour, spend the next 30 minutes browsing Reddit and then take 20 more to lose yourself on Facebook staring at photos of your friends' kids graduating from preschool.

Those other remaining six minutes are for immediately going back to Reddit to make sure nothing new made it to the front page while you were away. Because, clearly, that would be the worst thing that's ever happened to anyone ever.

Which is kind of like revving the engine in your Porsche so you can gently roll down to the end of your driveway to grab the paper.

"Morning, Dave!"

"It's Mike. We've been neighbors for 12 years."

But eventually the e-mail gets cleaned out and, thus, by lunch, your net accomplishment is having deleted 784 LinkedIn requests.

Fortunately, the study claims there's a second most productive part of the day, at 4:16 p.m. In other words: "panic time," when reality finally sets in that none of these damn cats have finished your reports.

So you finally buckle down to crank out the bulk of the day's work. Well, at least for the next 26 minutes.

You see, the study also claims that workers start mentally checking out about 18 minutes before the end of the workday. (Assuming your workday ends at 5.) What's even more interesting is that, despite our brains turning off around 4:42 p.m., three-quarters of the study's subjects said they actually stay about 10 minutes late.

This likely has everything to do with not wanting to be the one who Fred Flintstones out the door right as the clock hits 5.

So you watch a few more cat videos while making busy grunting sounds as though finishing these reports is really messing with your evening plans.

Which for me is nothing more than basking in the warm, processed glow of another Lean Pocket.

The other day I saw a death metal band hanging out by their tour van in the parking lot behind a club. They were all dressed in black, and may or may not have been working on lyrics to a new song about fire and lamb meat.